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17/30 without Sun: Day Four It's gone so long, I tell you a story of why the sun is scorning us (to try to bring back the light in your ...

16/30 Without Sun: Day Three Have you ever seen a softball field half- way under water? The orange, not so vivid but puddling. Girls in golden jerseys a sad replacement ...

15/30 Without Sun: Day Two There is more brown than green, more grey than deepened blue. My sister has storms too, because even though her blackberries are full and rich, ...

14/30 Without Sun: Day One On the first day without sun, everything spring had to offer us stood in bright contrast against a grey backdrop. Greener earth and ripening strawberries ...

13/30 Word Games We were little girls at recess in the green weaving flowers into crowns and writing out lists of all the obscene names we knew onto small white ...

12/30 4 Steps to Becoming Family i. learn to find solace in the raucous crunching of romaine's heart, crumbling exteriors of bread (crusts not harder than my own) ii. watch ...

11/30 Of Food, Cooking, Growing Chili oil hits the pan and rises; an unexpected assault, the first step towards chemical warfare, it settles inside nostrils to burns, waits heavily on ...

10/30 Gratitude my mother told me, with an honest but quiet sort of appreciation, I suppose I'm sort of glad that your biggest act of teenage rebellion was picking a ...

9/30 Humming she tried to tell him how her heart looked just like a hummingbird when he touched her and he tried to smile but was a bit hesitant at ...

8/30 Pop and Lock (your heart) ballet dancers have ... movement, .... and feet so much softer and more cautious and measured .... than hip-hop dancers so you two were ...

7/30 we were at my neighborhood park, walking first by the baseball field which is littered with Yu-Gi-Oh cards and Michelob Light cans; we snicker and marvel at what a ...

6/30 Morpogeny The first time you came to my house, the whole side yard was a mess of clay, grass torn away, trench scars and roots, corpse-like arms of the ...

5/30 All my Eggs in one Basket the only indicators of spring in this house are the small porcelin bunnies that have popped up, the porcelin birds nestling their fragile ...

Softball Game hollowed beneath the bus stop, a lone woman with an old face stares off to a sign with a backwards ampersand| dnasrepma and[ dna ] purses red lips ...

3/30 last night i had this dream of these rooms all filled with nothing but beds upon beds and some strange instrumental music playing in my head that made me ...